Story-Poem Three Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Story-Poem Three

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StoryPoem Three:

I haven't seen an ophthalmologist in years
I don't really want to see an ophthalmologist.
My husband's advice is also the same as what I think.

I forgot my sunglasses on Vinh's birthday.
That is driving back about 200 km
and then to home again still another 200 km

I don't do that, my glasses optic in town is closer.
I don't mean to go to the ophthalmologist,
I just want simply sunglasses….


© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
A.D. Saturday 11 July 2020

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I forgot my sunglasses on Vinh's birthday.
That is driving back about 200 km
and then to home again still another 200 km

I don't do that, my glasses optic in town is closer.
I don't mean to go to the ophthalmologist,
I just want simply sunglasses….


© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
A.D. Saturday 11 July 2020
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 12 July 2020

You haven't seen an ophthalmologist in years because the doctor might be busy in other hospitals. On Vinh's birthday, you have forgotten to take sun-glass but it does not matter. Presence of grand-mother matters a lot for a grand child. Having affection for family is great really! This poem is excellently penned....10

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Sylvia Frances Chan

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Jakarta, Indonesia
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